Seeds: Seasons of Faith By P. Diane Buie
Into the ground, so soft & round A seed burrows deep its place to keep. As rain & sunshine flow a seed begins to grow through the dirt and weeds, no barrier it heeds. Faith’s seed reaches up with hands filled as a cup. It takes in all it needs to quench a thirst so deep, rewards of blooms to reap. So like our faith in God as seeds growing in sod, our Spirit rises up and in His Word we sup. Nourishing our soul, our lives set to His mold. In Spring, Summer & Fall we grow in it all. Through Winter’s icy snows, our faith rests and grows. Knowing the Gardener is our goal this way, our faith has no holes. Seasons come and seasons go, but this much I know: Seasons offer life even amid strife. The Master Gardener knows His love makes it all grow. So with patience, we can wait to trust the Gardener and our fate. We can flourish in any season as our faith offers reasons. In seasons of faith, On God, we learn to wait. So choose today to live in God’s ways, to give a bloom to the world as a testament curled. In a fragrant bouquet showing God’s ways are okay. A simple flower can reflect God’s power. So choose today, which way?
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